Geremia

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HOUR GLASS

HOUR GLASS
A sudden winter chill
stills the night
and steals the fire of day.
my light grows dim
the past fades into oblivion.
there is no place to hide
and I am lost in Time.

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Comments

weirdelf

11 years 8 months ago

Sir wordcrafter,

Not a word or letter out of place. A darkly smoldering gem.
If you would like to hear my reading of it right click on this link.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1zyVPA9OlYp

Geremia

11 years 8 months ago

appreciated

appreciated, I did hear reading.ir was read as I meant it to be understood, thanks, jess.

joe

loved

11 years 8 months ago

welcome back

and we must all address you as
SIR
in caps

Geremia

11 years 8 months ago

Thanks. I don't write much

Thanks. I don't write much lately. Appreciate your kindness.

joe

Seren

11 years 8 months ago

Dearest Joe

I agree with Jess not a word out of place, its a wonderful poem I cant pick a favourite line or phrase its flawless

bravo

much love your Jayne xxx

Geremia

11 years 7 months ago

Thanks, my Jane. I've been

Thanks, my Jane. I've been long to answer.
joe

loved

11 years 7 months ago

glad to see u over here

that shows u have
WILL POWER

Geremia

11 years 7 months ago

As always...thanks. :)

Nordic cloud

11 years 7 months ago

Just beautiful. Love Anni

Just beautiful.

Love Anni

Geremia

11 years 7 months ago

As is your own spirit,

Love

Longobardolino